Dream One
It was good to be home in the City of Angels. For past and future eons, I have been waiting, waiting for the summons I knew would and finally did come bursting out of the blackness in space, a beacon of light. I was in the void to witness the reproduction of nothing. Mind linked to the void, I eased the force of thought vibrations to comprehend the summons. I could not begin to calculate the passing of time I had waited for this moment. The message was to return. Immediately, I thought my farewells and broke the mind link. My essence merged with the nothing and away I went. Instantly, I was home in the City of Angels, transposed to the chamber.
“Lord, the dream begins and I will do as you command for I am your command,” the angel bowed without form and grace merged with love as the form of one long forgotten took shape out of nothing. Like a cookie cut by a cutter so did my soul resolve itself into a different dimension, form. I materialized and form was bonded to my spirit. Light surrounding my being pulsated rapidly, growing in intensity as it surged in and out of me. The transformation was done.
The city was built at the start of time or so the legend goes. Built of living crystal and rock, the city floated above the entrance to the space hole. Over time, the city expanded to accommodate those angels whose sole purpose was to investigate the space hole. We now know the space hole is the center point of the known universes, where reality is blended into dimensions. It was discovered long ago of the multi cities occupying the exact space in different times. The number of cities is perhaps as many as the number of temples in the space hole.
The city bristled with energy generated by the living crystals penetrating even the dense marble and granite making up most of the buildings. A subtle white light bathed everything casting a halo effect. Living machines controlled just about everything not made by us. On a clear day, you can see the space hole looming in space in its entire splendor. Every known color and light blends to form a cosmic generated light show. Wave after wave of colors rippled out from the space hole to our known space.
When you enter the space hole, space seals itself behind you docking your vessel in the port before the path. There on both sides of the path are colossal stone structures overwhelming your senses with extravagant and elaborate hieroglyphics of the ancients. Massive pillars and steps greet each visitor with fountains of running water and lush foliage surrounding the entrances to the temples.
It is said the carvings depict every living entity. Each temple is dedicated to the class of entity. When you enter a temple, the walls come alive with a living panorama of scenes honoring the entity. You could probably spend an eternity in each temple watching, tasting, smelling, feeling, and hearing each scene after scene for space-time is not a part of the temple. The scenes are set in the living crystal. Each facet we have learned represents a different dimension yet at the same time in real time.
The temples are inlaid with every known gemstone and then some. There are metal alloys in which we only have begun to understand. Surrounding each temple is lush vegetation indigenous to that class of entity. In each temple, there is room after room covered with living crystal playing out scene after scene, moment after moment and never two moments the same. We have determined each temple contains an infinite number of rooms and the grounds surrounding each temple radiates off from the path back into the distant forever. The path lined with temples goes on forever. Enough of the space hole, there are already countless of angels investigating it, now is the time for action.
My fellow angels hustled to prepare for the up coming battle taking place in the space of the seven stars. It seemed only yesterday we chained the beast. Soon the time chain will expire and the beast will be free. The chatter in my mind was pushed aside as I focused on the duty set forth from the One. I chose to walk to the central hanger where my ship awaited. Angels flew over me hurrying to complete their tasks. I was deep in thought reviewing my mission, knowing I could lose this time and the outcome would be one with the beast. That is something I would rather not be.
My thoughts guided me to my ship. There inside the main hanger were countless rows upon rows of star ships. Each ship waited for their mind link. I could feel their impatience being immobile. Each ship was a creature of beauty fashioned by the power of truth. The star ships’ living existence lay in the dimension between thought and action. I stood before my ship. My mind underwent the link. The door materialized and opened.
“Welcome back.”
My mind answered, “Thanks. It is good to be back. Hurry now.”
I could not feel the movement yet I knew we were channeled to the gates. The chair rose from the floor molding to my body. I felt the growth when the console appeared out of the side of the living ship. My ship entered the portal of the abyss. The rainbow of colors converged and exploded into blackness. Instantly I felt grace proceed me passing to the now of the time of the beast. Like the birth of a baby, I was thrust through the portal. An opening in time space let my ship pass and sealed itself behind me.
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